RP: An offer she couldn't refuse; OWL: Jack Sloper
Date: January 28, 2005
Characters: Ginny Weasley, NPC’s, Jack Sloper
Location: Observatory Hill, Ginny's House
Status: Private
Summary: How can one little piece of parchment matter so much?
Completion: Complete
The sun had just risen when Ginny unfolded from the portkey vortex, stumbling in her heels on the cold, wet grass of her back lawn. She turned, the skirt of her satin evening gown fluttering wildly between her legs and the heavy, fur-lined velvet of her formal cloak, to see the sun's burst of light rolling across the tree-tops in the distance and her breath fogged in the chill of the early morning air. The opera program remained clutched firmly in her white gloved hand as she gathered her skirt up and turned back toward her house. The sun reflected off the clean, new windows of the recently finished conservatory and she could see the second floor had been completely finished with the third floor nearly done as well.
Her week had been a busy one, between work and school with extra time set aside for the tutor that Dimtri had hired for her and she'd been surprised to come home on Friday evening to find Alexander leaning on her doorframe. He'd cut through her weak objections with deft ease, gathering her cloak and medbag before portkeying them both to the Vladmirsky estate for a late dinner with Dimtri and the rest of the family. Despite her tiredness, it had been refreshing to be around others in a relaxed setting once again and she'd thoroughly enjoyed the respite that Alex had forced upon her, even his unswaying company had begun to grow on her in the absence of all else.
Letting herself into her house, she gave a soft sigh to find it as quiet and empty as she'd left it. Going to the kitchen, Ginny was surprised to find an owl waiting and she quickly unrolled the parchment, pulling out a kitchen chair to sit as she read. A gentle gasp escaped her lips as she read.
Scholarship.... full program... compensation... release from work program... dedicated sourcework and journal recognition...
Stunned, she pulled the second parchment free to find it was her essay on the use of South Africian Waterdrake for the Recovery of Directive Internal Organ Hexing. Clutching the parchments in her hand, she looked up and out the window in a daze and it was only after the second knock on her door that she started out of her reverie in surprise to stand and cross to the door. Opening it, she was even more surprised to find Alex waiting for her.
Characters: Ginny Weasley, NPC’s, Jack Sloper
Location: Observatory Hill, Ginny's House
Status: Private
Summary: How can one little piece of parchment matter so much?
Completion: Complete
The sun had just risen when Ginny unfolded from the portkey vortex, stumbling in her heels on the cold, wet grass of her back lawn. She turned, the skirt of her satin evening gown fluttering wildly between her legs and the heavy, fur-lined velvet of her formal cloak, to see the sun's burst of light rolling across the tree-tops in the distance and her breath fogged in the chill of the early morning air. The opera program remained clutched firmly in her white gloved hand as she gathered her skirt up and turned back toward her house. The sun reflected off the clean, new windows of the recently finished conservatory and she could see the second floor had been completely finished with the third floor nearly done as well.
Her week had been a busy one, between work and school with extra time set aside for the tutor that Dimtri had hired for her and she'd been surprised to come home on Friday evening to find Alexander leaning on her doorframe. He'd cut through her weak objections with deft ease, gathering her cloak and medbag before portkeying them both to the Vladmirsky estate for a late dinner with Dimtri and the rest of the family. Despite her tiredness, it had been refreshing to be around others in a relaxed setting once again and she'd thoroughly enjoyed the respite that Alex had forced upon her, even his unswaying company had begun to grow on her in the absence of all else.
Letting herself into her house, she gave a soft sigh to find it as quiet and empty as she'd left it. Going to the kitchen, Ginny was surprised to find an owl waiting and she quickly unrolled the parchment, pulling out a kitchen chair to sit as she read. A gentle gasp escaped her lips as she read.
Scholarship.... full program... compensation... release from work program... dedicated sourcework and journal recognition...
Stunned, she pulled the second parchment free to find it was her essay on the use of South Africian Waterdrake for the Recovery of Directive Internal Organ Hexing. Clutching the parchments in her hand, she looked up and out the window in a daze and it was only after the second knock on her door that she started out of her reverie in surprise to stand and cross to the door. Opening it, she was even more surprised to find Alex waiting for her.